A Series of Inconvenient Events

Date: 1/20/2019

There are some bits and pieces from this story (mainly as far as transitions from one sequence to another) that I’ll just improvise with. So I started off at some weird boarding school. The teachers where very strict, as well as the rules. The kids where very stone faced and unhappy, and considering the circumstances, I couldn’t blame them. The rooms we stayed in were decent and sanitary , but very bland and uncomfortable. It was in no way decorated, and the beds didn’t have the coziest mattresses. For some reason I wasn’t panicking or very angry, I was just kind of tired and irritated. As if I wasn’t even new to that place. If I saw correctly, one of my best friends was there with me. She didn’t say much. And I made friends with this guy in there; we both bonded over hating the place. Fast forward to the next part of the dream... I’m assuming me and my friend escaped?? The guy wasn’t with us. Anyways, me and my friend were walking pretty openly in the public, which was weird considering we had escaped a boarding school and should’ve probably been keeping our heads down. Anyways, there was this event that everybody who didn’t live under a rock knew about. (you know that weird thing that happens while you’re dreaming where there’s information that you’re already aware of? It was like that) Maybe I should give it a name... how about The Celebrity Brunch? The Celebrity Brunch took place in our local IHOP (or at least local to wherever this school was... let’s just say California or something) where all kinds of celebrities gathered and filled the place up to eat together. And normal everyday civilians got to watch them and possibly even eat with them. The celebrities we saw ranged from Monet X Change (for those of you who don’t know, she’s a famous drag queen) to Paris Hilton, to Ariana Grande, all the way to Lady freakin Gaga. Everybody who was anybody was there, so you could imagine how long this line was to get in. Me and my friend realized that we would never make it inside if we waited in line fairly. So that’s exactly what we DIDN’T do. Instead we waited until this group of people had to walk to the other side of the line, cutting the line to do so. We joined that group, and stopped at the line, acting like we were there the whole time. And within minutes, we were in. However, I didn’t get to enjoy much of this because within the first few minutes of us being inside the building, I cut to another dream sequence. This time I was in my room by myself. I desperately decided that I didn’t want my arm. So I tried pulling it off. For some reason, either humans where a lot stronger or our limbs where a lot weaker, because it was working... Wasn’t working well enough, though. So I yelled for my mom and she came in to help me. After a lot of pulling and pulling, my arm, from about the elbow down, was completely gone. No blood, no pain. The first thing I did was take pictures and text them to another best friend of mine. She thought it was very stupid. She said “WHY DID YOU DO THAT?” And I responded, “idk just felt like it”. She got even angrier and texted “What, did you think it looked cool or something?” And I said no. She demanded a reason from me. After I couldn’t think of one, I started crying, regretting the permanent damage I had just done. I walked around for the rest of the day, insecure of my lack of arm, not knowing what I was gonna tell people if they asked what happened. After that, I woke up, HEAVILY relieved that both of my arms were present.